It was an intimate smell, the unmistakable scent of him and another woman. “DON’T!” she said, and wrenched her wrist from his retaining hand. He seemed so clean anyway, his fair 215 skin, his light brown hair, there almost seemed to be no point. She painted on the Root Beer Lip Smackers lip gloss that Shari had bought her last Christmas and rouged her cheeks as she had long ago as she once had for Sebastian. "Don't exchange glances with him under my very nose, woman!" shrieked Mrs.
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